Natasha Leáh
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Fab

Fab lyrics by Natasha Leáh. Sweetie I don't want your cookies If you're looking for applause, keep lookin' Your recipe's boring, need a little more spice in...

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Fab

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Sweetie I don't want your cookies

If you're looking for applause, keep lookin'

Your recipe's boring, need a little more spice in my cookin'

Honey you don't want my problems

If you had 'em you would sink to the bottom

You should bring your life jacket

Cause people like you can't handle this, no

Where were you when I needed you?

Tell me, where were you when I needed you?

Fake ass bitches

When they smile in your face

But behind you it ain't well wishes

When they eatin' all the food off your plate

And they don't do dishes

When they words and they actions blur

And they don't know different

No time for these fake ass bitches

You can go jump on the bandwagon

You, your money and your lame ass friends

Go ahead and jump on the bandwagon

With you fake ass bitches

I been down in the trenches

You should know but you don't pay attention

You wouldn't know real talk

If it screamed out loud in your face, now listen

You got away with it, I believed in your for a hot minute

Good as a friend in the moment

But you had to go ghost, leave me lonely

Where were you when I needed you?

Tell me, where were you when I needed you?

Fake ass bitches

When they smile in your face

But behind you it ain't well wishes

When they eatin' all the food off your plate

And they don't do dishes

When they words and they actions blur

And they don't know different

No time for these fake ass bitches

You can go jump on the bandwagon

You, your money and your lame ass friends

Go ahead and jump on the bandwagon

With you fake ass bitches

You not my bff, you not my bestie

You a fake ass bitch just like the rest, see

I was all the way down, you was all the way gone

Now you tryna come back cause I'm all the way gone

I got both middle fingers all the way up

And for fraud broads, I don't give two fucks

If I say something, my moves'll back it

You be running your mouth and it don't match your actions

And I ain't throwing shade, I'm just saying

Act like it's a buffet and eat off your own plate

Cause it's not a compliment when I say you fab

You just a f-a-b with your fake ass, bitch

How about a hand for the real ones?

Put it down, had my back since day one

Never hear about 'em throwing no shade, no

So if you one of us, stand up

Tired of the gossip?

Think you had enough?

Don't worry about 'em, middle fingers up to these

Fake ass bitches

When they smile in your face

But behind you it ain't well wishes

When they eatin' all the food off your plate

And they don't do dishes

When they words and they actions blur

And they don't know different

No time for these fake ass bitches

You can go jump on the bandwagon

You, your money and your lame ass friends

Go ahead and jump on the bandwagon

With you fake ass bitches

With your bitch ass

With your bitch ass

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